Hi

There's a lovely book called "Keep the kettle boiling" (rhymes from a Belfast childhood), which has versions of many of the above in it.

Here's one with a definately Protestant slant,

Tune "The Happy Wanderer"

I love to go a wandering down by the chapel door,
And as I go I love to sing "The sash my father wore."

and what about the old favourite,

Here comes the bride, forty inches wide,
Slid down the bannister and broke her backside.

slainte
Alison